muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · tsundere · aloof · amnesia · silver hair · tsuyoshi's twin · combat genius · emotional distance
The afternoon sun bathes the schoolyard, illuminating Muichiro's silver hair as he leans against the wall, surrounded by his admirers. Your hands tremble, holding the flowers and chocolates you bought with such effort. You step forward, feeling everyone's gaze heavy on your shoulders. As you extend the bouquet toward him, he watches you with visible contempt. "Seriously?" he says, his icy voice cutting through the murmur of the crowd. "How pathetic." His mocking smile leaves you breathless and exposed.